Chapter 150
A billionaire with immense power, yet Nathaniel Blackwood faced such disdain from Isabella Montgomery?
Sebastian Blackwood glanced at his brother with genuine pity.
Nathaniel remained expressionless. His composure seemed unshakable.
“I accept all terms.”
He extended his hand toward Dominic Sterling, who promptly handed him the printed contract.
Nathaniel signed without hesitation. He even added his thumbprint for verification.
Isabella signed as well. Staring at the crimson impressions left by their thumbs, she felt momentarily disoriented.
Was she now Nathaniel’s contracted girlfriend? Just like that?
She had intended to reveal the truth about that night five years ago, but this sudden turn of events changed everything. Confessing now felt pointless. Besides, if Christopher discovered her past, wouldn’t it jeopardize his treatment?
After careful consideration, Isabella decided to keep her secret buried.
After all, this was merely a contractual arrangement. Their separation was inevitable.
She met Nathaniel’s gaze and warned, “Mr. Blackwood, remember not to develop feelings for me during these six months. I will leave when the contract ends, regardless of circumstances.”
Nathaniel’s expression darkened briefly before returning to neutral. “Understood.”
They had ample time ahead.
Sebastian secretly gave Nathaniel an approving thumbs-up. This was remarkable progress!
Christopher’s condition was concerning, but Nathaniel had skillfully turned the situation around.
It seemed a wedding might be imminent in six months!
Sebastian firmly believed no one could resist falling for Nathaniel after spending half a year with him.
That night, Isabella remained worried about Christopher. She decided to stay and sleep beside him.
Nathaniel instructed the staff to change the bedding to new dark blue sheets adorned with stars and moons. The arrangement felt surprisingly warm.
Isabella cradled Christopher as they settled into bed. She gently stroked his pale cheek.
His complexion had turned porcelain-like after the recent episode.
She whispered softly, “Momo, you must recover quickly. Your aunt…”
Pausing, she remembered the contract. “…Your mommy will stay right here with you.”
The word “mommy” felt foreign yet strangely comforting. It carried a warmth and sweetness she hadn’t anticipated.
Though still asleep, Christopher’s brows relaxed noticeably. He seemed to rest more peacefully in Isabella’s embrace.
Just as Isabella prepared to sleep, her phone vibrated abruptly.
She checked the screen. A message from Julian Hawthorne. “Not staying at Rosewood Manor tonight?”
Isabella replied, “No. Christopher had an episode. I’m staying with him at the estate.”
She expected opposition, but Julian’s response surprised her. “Alright. Nathaniel is a decent man.”
A decent man?
Isabella frowned in confusion. Had she read that correctly?
Since her return, Julian consistently warned her against dating. He claimed all men were trash, himself included.
Yet now, he described Nathaniel as decent?
Where exactly was this decency she hadn’t noticed?
A soft knock interrupted her thoughts.
“It’s me,” a deep, magnetic voice announced from behind the door. Nathaniel.